Like a touch within senses I own
It poked in its vibe
And its sensation elevated
My innermost grudge
Built with lifeless spontaneity.
I sought for ways to reach out or not
I did, and it hurts I know
Its spontaneous, "m sensitive
There are spaces to find
You blindly ceased to see
There are actions to hide
The blames could be on me
We"ve crossed hearts for so long
You should have known,
I"m sensitive.


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